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THE HORROR OF IT -- CAMERA RECORDS OF WAR'S GRUESOME GLORIES

Lo, these are they that toil by night
With mattock and with spade,
Beneath the flickering lanthorn light,
In meadow and in glade.
Row upon long and crowded row,
How gruesome is the seed they sow!

From "The Night Sowers," by Clinton Scollard

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THE NIGHT SOWERS

THOROUGHFARE

ROADSIDE

THOSE WHO WENT

AND CAME BACK

THOSE WHO WENT

AND NEVER CAME BACK

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